Chapter 1682: The Hesitating Bird
Fang Wudi jumped up to the sky and spat out some purple-gold blood three times in a row. Suddenly, he became a flow of dark wind and disappeared. His voice echoed in the sky,
âYe Xiao, when I am fully recovered, I will return what you did to me! No matter where you go, you are never going to get rid of me!
âHowever, I should thank you. Hah hah hah⌠If you didnât tell me the truth, I would never realize such a great treasure in my hand⌠I am going to be invincible with your help. Hah hah hahâŚâ
The sound was lingering in the sky, but the man was already gone.
Ye Xiao didnât even see where the man went.
However, Ye Xiao didnât seem to be upset about it. After a while, he showed a big smileâŚ
Beyond the clouds, a shadow flashed over.
Fang Wudi became a tornado in the sky and disappeared. When he showed up again, he was in a cave, where he settled himself for cultivation.
He was covered by blood and that didnât look good.
On his face, it was excitement.
He hurriedly swallowed some dan beads and bound up his wounds. After operating the spiritual energy to recover a little, he started to curse.
âF*cking thief! Contemptible! Filthy bastard! When I am recovered, you are a dead man. Your family, everyone related to you, will die!
âI, Fang Wudi, has never been humiliated like that!
âKill! Kill! Kill! Kill!â
âThe bird⌠It wonât defend against me, will it?â
He was a little worried. After all, the bird was his only hope to rise to the great Dao!
He had never suffered any injuries before what Ye Xiao did to him. What Ye Xiao had done hurt him so much, and he almost lost ninety percent of his power.
When he fled away, he consumed his soul power, and that worsened his condition. He was almost at the end of his life!
However, he didnât worry.
As long as Ye Xiao was telling the truth, he still had the chance to recover his power and even become the strongest cultivator in the world!
What mattered the mostâŚ
Fang Wudi took a rest for a while and made up his mind. He had been in meditation for a while, and he unleashed a wave of vibration in the air. The vibration wave was from his face and rose up to the sky. It spread out fast far awayâŚ
Such a technique consumed a lot of energy. Fang Wudi usually didnât care about it when he was still powerful, but now, he needed every bit of energy to survive. Why would he still make that vibration wave?
In the sky over the mountain where Fang Wudi stayed, a colorful bird was hoveringâŚ
That vibration wave turned out to be a signal. It connected the bird and the man. The bird felt the vibration, so it returned to the mountain, but hovered over the mountain and didnât dare to go home.
âDoes Master know something?â
âThat young man didnât tell Master, did he?â
âThe man said something about the worldâs most valuable treasure⌠It wasnât me, was it? What else does he think can be the worldâs most valuable treasure?â
âWell⌠This is difficultâŚâ
âMaster must be defeated. He must be severely wounded. Otherwise, he wouldnât escape the battle like thatâŚâ
The bird kept hovering over the mountain. It couldnât stop hesitating. It didnât dare to go back yet.
Fang Wudi frowned and thought,
âIt seems that the bird has returned, but it doesnât want to come back to me yet⌠It must have noticed something⌠I canât expose myself⌠I must hide my emotions⌠It is still around, which means it doesnât really want to leave me⌠I should focus on taking care of my wounds first and wait for a few daysâŚâ
âEverything is just like before when it went out for fun for some daysâŚâ
âIf I keep calling it, it may panic⌠The bird may leave foreverâŚâ
Fang Wudi was a cunning man. He immediately figured out what the bird was thinking. He stopped calling the bird but continued healing himself. After all, he was severely injured.
Whenever he operated the spiritual energy on his wounds, he felt extremely painful.
âContemptible Ye Xiao!â Fang Wudi cursed. He was worse than he thought. It was impossible to cure himself alone.
His inner organs were damaged, his soul was hurt, and his body was crippled⌠Even his dantian was injuredâŚ
He was so terribly wounded. No wonder Ye Xiao wasnât cautious enough. If he was a little weaker, he should have died already!
âIf I do this alone, it takes at least ten yearsâŚâ
Fang Wudi felt the pain in his body and hated Ye Xiao even more.
He really didnât want to think about anything else now, because he had to focus on his own condition⌠Bit by bit, he gathered the scattered spiritual energyâŚ
The bird was still hovering over the mountain. It was anxious. It was terrified, but it also wanted to go home⌠After all, it had stayed with the man for so many years. There was a bond between themâŚ
âMaster stopped calling.â
âJust like usual, he calls me two times and then stops. He isnât urging me.â
âIt is just like the old daysâŚâ
âNothing has gone wrongâŚâ
The bird was struggling, and it decided to wait for some time.
âMaster still doesnât call me backâŚâ
Two days after, nothing happened.
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âIt is just like the usual days. When I went out, he called me once, no more than twice. That is it. He always stops. He always let me spend as much time as I like outside.â
âHe doesnât notice anythingâŚâ
The bird felt guilty about what it did to the man.
âMaster is wounded. He needs me. I should at least give him some of my feathers to provide spiritual energyâŚâ
It decided not to hesitate. As it pulls off its wings, it quietly descended to the ground.